Now I sit on the rooftop's edge.
Now I sit on the rooftop's edge
The muddy street beneath my swollen head
Trying to forget you
To believe we've never met
And the sky is wrecked, full of rotting clouds
From chimney mouths spewing smoke around
And I can't stop coughing
My lungs just won't calm down
But still I keep grinning
As the blood from my face stains the ground
- Radical Face, Glory
Slightly different take on this than the folks who were shooting her straight on. I've got a thing for walls from this angle. I love how small Bethy looks up there on the edge. If I'd done this, I would have leaned back and plummeted to my death. Which is why you won't see any pictures of me sitting on ledges.
Musically Challenged: Radical Face - Glory
Now I sit on the rooftop's edge.
Now I sit on the rooftop's edge
The muddy street beneath my swollen head
Trying to forget you
To believe we've never met
And the sky is wrecked, full of rotting clouds
From chimney mouths spewing smoke around
And I can't stop coughing
My lungs just won't calm down
But still I keep grinning
As the blood from my face stains the ground
- Radical Face, Glory
Slightly different take on this than the folks who were shooting her straight on. I've got a thing for walls from this angle. I love how small Bethy looks up there on the edge. If I'd done this, I would have leaned back and plummeted to my death. Which is why you won't see any pictures of me sitting on ledges.
Musically Challenged: Radical Face - Glory